"Click-" There was a sound of the hatch opening.

"Hey, your injuries aren't serious, right?"

The woman who walked in asked him, walked up to the mirror and took off her shirt without hesitation, revealing a plump and toned upper body wearing only a black vest, and took off the mechanical imitation left arm in front of the mirror, leaving a smooth and flat circular cross-section on the arm.

This is a glorious "memorial" left to her by the protracted world war 15 years ago.

In stark contrast to the rough and ugly scar, a graceful nightingale with fluttering wings is tattooed on the woman's back, but it marks a disgraceful past.

Like Shayero, she grew up in prison, the children of criminals, and had a more difficult childhood than orphans without parental care. Day and night witnessing bloody killings of each other, feeding on rats and even human corpses, and being abused is commonplace.

Perhaps because of this, Sayaro would care about himself who was bullied at the time......

He couldn't help but stare at her rudely for a short time before realizing that he wasn't wearing anything and hurriedly put on his clothes.

"What are you looking at?" The cold face in the mirror turned slightly sideways, "Do I have a password on my face?" ”

"If the password was so pleasing to the eye, I would have put ten layers of boot locks on my computer." The young man's face was still very pale, but that didn't prevent him from thinking quickly and taking over the words with kindness.

"Who doesn't know that his boot password is Sayaro's binary writing!" A lazy voice dragged on. Ando shook his head and walked in as if he had been drugged, took off his clothes neatly, and lay down in the medical cabin for ultraviolet disinfection, but his expression was leisurely, like sunbathing in an outdoor swimming pool.

God knows no one has the slightest interest in this guy's proud figure.

As soon as Herlo took a step outside the medical area, one leg twitched and he fell to his knees.

Blood loss and fatigue caused by long driving are long overdue but cannot be resisted.

He knelt down against the bulkhead, took a few deep breaths quietly in the dark, and his eyes drifted unconsciously to the round hatch, feeling the world spinning.

At this time, a strong hand dragged him off the ground.

For a moment, he thought he would see Sayaro when he looked up, but what caught his eye was Ando's smiling face.

"In my experience, you should get antibiotics and go to the hibernation pod to get some rest."

Ando picked the young man up horizontally, took out a needle from his pocket, skillfully peeled off the vacuum package with one hand, and aimed the needle precisely at the opponent's elastic buttocks.

"Don't mess with me......"

The sudden dizziness accompanied by a tingling pain in the buttocks hit the brain, and a muffled snort overflowed from the young man's throat.

The soothing heat spread out from the injection site, quickly spreading throughout his body, making him bend his waist, his neck tilted back, his beautiful light blue eyes turned in confusion, and his iris was like a fragile ice surface that had been shattered, and his eyes gradually dispersed.

"Hey, what are you messing around? His body can't be tossed around! The nightingale turned her head and reminded coldly.

"What, you can't stand it anymore? Or do you want to protect his crush on your brother's behalf? But don't forget, it was Sayero who personally entrusted me to take care of this kid. ”

The woman furrowed her slender eyebrows, and when she saw the sneak attacker triumphantly raising the empty needle in her hand, she had to roll her eyes helplessly, and easily carried out the young man who had broken in from outside the door and was going to beat people like a chicken.

"Sister! Let me go! Can't let Ando be that perverted ......"

"Shut up!"

The surrounding sounds kneaded into a vague buzzing sound in Helo's ears, and while his body relaxed, one of his nerves strained fiercely.

This feeling is not unfamiliar.

In the year when he had just lost news of Sayero, he began to step into another world, following the vines rooted in the interstellar illegal trading market of the company called "Thorn Paradise", so that he could follow Sayero's footsteps. It was indeed a swamp, and he couldn't help but get contaminated with a qiē that Sayaro forbade him to touch, including certain forbidden drugs.

It is a type B fortified antibiotic. How could he not judge something he had once relied on deeply? The side effects of this banned drug can affect people's nerves, make people lose their minds for a short time, and become like an idiot who only thinks with his lower body!

The young man opened his eyes widely, grabbed the shoulders of the person in front of him, and struggled up and down his Adam's apple: "You guy......"

Ando narrowed his slender fox eyes, looked at the little captain who was powerless to struggle at this time with satisfaction, grabbed the other party's hand that groped around his waist, and whispered almost in a whisper: "Shhhhhh It was my modified one, and the dose was also very small. If you don't fight this, those alien viruses will quickly disintegrate your fragile immunity, little Helo. ”

He paused and pinched the other party's sharp chin: "Look at your appearance, it's really devastating... I wonder how Sayaro managed to endure it for so long. If I take advantage of someone's danger now, if he can come back, he will probably kill me, right? ”

As if hearing this clearly, he saw the young man's throat tighten, and the tool blade built into the mechanical wristband popped out against his neck, as if trying to cut his throat, but unfortunately the force was about the same as shaving him.

He couldn't help but laugh: "You really need to relax." ”

As the darkness fell, Ando leaned over and touched his head.

It was like a parody of Sayero, but Sayaro would never allow him to touch such a thing.

Helo felt himself carried into the hibernation pod.

The heavy titanium lid made him shiver like the door that had mercilessly closed to him all those years ago.

The nutrient solution soaked through his body and gradually consumed his consciousness. But a light appeared in front of his eyes, and it gradually brightened.

……

"Oh my God, the new sports instructor is so handsome!"

"It can't be a model or a celebrity or something! I always felt like I had seen him on TV......"

"Shhhhh

A group of girls stopped chirping and laughing as they looked at the figures swimming from the water to the lake. The sparkling water made it impossible for him to focus, but it didn't prevent all his attention from concentrating on the man.

The man was wet, his fair skin glowing like a jewel in the sun, and his slender physique was exposed. The sturdy muscles of his back swelled as he swam, and his whole person resembled a graceful and lethal shark, exuding an indescribable, almost aggressive masculine charm.

He watched him with bated breath for a few moments before he looked down at his thin body, feeling very shy compared to the other boys in the class.

"Look, that little sissy will not dare to jump!"

"Aha, what's the use of IQ140, I think he's like an idiot, he doesn't even know how to use his hands and feet, he knows how to write some program code that only neuropathy can understand!"

"Isn't it just a poor worm who inherited albinism and was abandoned!"

"I mean, he's not going to be a gram/ron piece of trash!"

His face heated up, and he glared fiercely at the place where the ridicule came from, and the bastards who had bullied him for many years were looking at him with sneering eyes, and even the girls who were in his team laughed together.

"Alright, which of you will be the first to come?" The man's deep voice came from the lake.

In an instant, an inflated desire gave him great courage. He grabbed the escalator and climbed up, leaving behind an irritating sneer beneath him.

As he moved to the edge of the diving platform, the man looked up at him. The black swimming goggles covered his eyes, and the slightly raised corners of his lips became meaningful and heart-pounding.

He seemed to feel the gaze of him that made his blood boil more than the blazing sun.